A Bond That Cannot Be Broken
Compassion and support when needed
I can relate to your creations
A gift that is a timeless treasure
I read your stories, and you read mine
Friendship is a rainbow connection
Thank you!
About the Creator
Mariann Carroll
Proactive for positive change.Born in the City of Chicago ,Illinois.
Multi race .Studied in a foreign country .Fluent in several languages .
fascinated by diversity.A Romantic and a dreamer.Interest in healthy living
Keep reading
More stories from Mariann Carroll and writers in Poets and other communities.
A Prayer
As we brace for change, let’s all bow our heads to his amazing Grace. In Yeshua’s name. May we pray. Dear Heavenly Father, I know you can see, the weight of the world has been heavy indeed, we need your decrees, your wisdom, your light, to shine abundantly in this horrible fight. We march, we scream all for our needs, we speak from our knees as we plant more seeds. More seeds of hope that one day, peace becomes the resting platform of the chosen. We search for essence, just to match our potential, been in situations that blocks our intentions, manifested in wholeness, tried to call on a breakthrough from practical emotions, yet still we feel defeated. Fighting in our Egypt, the wilderness is cold, you always see it, you gave us mama and a new fight for hope. We search for our leader to call upon our needs, not patronizing the fact that the pews need to have seats. Your alter was built on the back of your strength, your word, the creation that empowers this nation. I say father God, I draw near to you in these times with a heavy heart. Modesty and humility leaning on your conviction, the predictions, but everyone refuse to accept the premonition. The gifted left in a field wandering, knowing that the land is milk and honey, but hungry still. In the stillness of this peace, you’ve centered me to see that the cornerstone of rock bottom has been the alter to my callings, yet some refuse to retreat. Not fighting a battle that’s yours in deed, in my God like energy you bestowed upon me. You poured into the cup, it overflows from your love, your mercies multiplied through the mirror of your son. The sacrifice of consciousness, how do we imply wisdom, learn from the last mistakes it’s called repentance. I stand in intersession, not in the intersections, can’t rush through traffic you’re the only direction. The pressing, the oil, the refined testimony that’s already won again. We come to ask for forgiveness from what we did to your son, we come to shower the joys of love that’s given to us, grace and hope, happiness to be woke, desired to be love. We thank you for choosing us and we already know there’s no one else above. As long as there is the word there is law. And as long as there is law there is man, thank you Heavenly Father, once again.
By Charelle Landersabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Becca
"Everything is so... flat." Denille said stupidly as she looked around her new neighborhood. She looked around at the muted desert where even the smallest sign of life seemed to have given up. The plant life was shrubs that were half cooked by the heat and where there should have been a lawn, a mess of white rocks laid glistening in the sun. Even the sky looked stretched thin, like the sun had ironed it smooth. She’d moved from Riverside, where at least there were hills, but here in Barstow, everything felt baked and brittle.
By Sara Wilson7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (22)
Aww so sweet 🥰❤️❤️
Thank you! It's an honor and privilege to interact with you. ⚡💙⚡
So very true :) What a wonderful piece.
Some of the most meaningful connections are made right here! Wonderful work :)
Delightful💖✅… I certainly have enjoyed the many friendships developed the past year or so on Vocal🤗.
Nailed it!!!❤️❤️💕
What a sweetie-pie of a poem to write!
Lovely thoughts and great that you have many more Vocal friends than I , but thank you for being my friend
I'm so grateful for our friendship! Loved your poem!
Aww this is so cute!
Heartwarming & cute! I'm Blessed 2 know you sweet Vocal friend! 💕
Beautiful! I leave Vocal for months some times, but anytime I come back, it is home.
Nicely done! 💯
Yea, I love reading other people’s work. And yours have been continuously inspiring. Love the poem! Nicely done 👍😄🍁
This landed for me!
I love this. It's so true. Whenever I'm going through a low patch in my life, I feel like I can always come back here and find a community of support and compassion. This is a beautiful poem, Mariann. Thank you so much for writing this one. 💗
Yes for sure❤️
Right on, Mariann!! Love you, my friend <3
Wholesome!
Spot on ❤️❤️
So nice, you are definitely in a romantic mood today, Mariann.
So beautiful! I cherish the beautiful friendships I've made while on here